Elizabeth Ida Samuel, The story of iron (1914)
“ Billy, my lad!” said Uncle John, but this time he said it with a smile.“He was wishing,” said Billy when they overtook the others, “that he could make an iron gate.”“I’ll confess, here and now,” said Mr. Prescott, “that I myself have had aspirations of that sort.”“Is iron-work coming in again?” asked Dr. Crandon. “It seems to me that, just lately, I have seen some very beautiful gates.”“I think so,” answered Mr. Prescott. “There are a few men who seem to have caught the spirit of the old smiths, and to have seen the possibilities in wrought iron. The man who made that gate is one of them. ”
